I miss his touch.
I miss his smell.
I miss leaning against his body.
I miss his kiss.
I miss holding his hand.
I miss touching our feet.
I miss the feel of his beard on my face.
I miss my husband.
The cemetery is some comfort. I think my cells know his cells are near. But it isn’t enough. I want him back. I miss him so.
God Provides for Us 
Sorry for you loss x I too feel the same – I miss my 20 year old son Jacob who we lost in October last year after a short battle with Ewing’s sarcoma. So many things we miss 😦
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I’m sorry for the loss of your son.
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Camila…….we have not, as yet, been introduced. I am Lauren’s mother and I have you in my thoughts and prayers each day. No one can give you words to make your loss less, for it cannot ever be less. Know there are those who are grieving with you………God bless, Hesther McAuley
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Thank you so much for your understanding words, thoughts and prayers
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Camila, My heart goes out to you. I wish I could make it better somehow.
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Thank you
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